Christmas Morning at Kim's House

I have a story to tell.

On Christmas morning, my 8 year old and my 14 year old decided to get up at 4:40 AM! Hearing them walk down the hall, I got up and tried to beat them to the den before they could turn on the light. I was too late.

For Santa had been a busy bee. He had left for my son, the eight year old, a brand new Go-Kart, the one thing he had asked for for about 3 years! I tried to get both of them to go back to bed until 5:30, but... no dice.

As I turned to go back to bed for a few minutes of sleep, my little boy, with a happy grin, and a gap in his teeth that would make Letterman proud, looked at me, and said, " Can I just sit in it, Mommy?"